#god I love cherik

[swedenis-h]

Mags very in love with his husband post 🫡

#me and keylime getting struck with the exact same vision from god (gay little magneto) #watched dark phoenix today! ass!! #I’ve been doodling these trying to get them outta my system but #they are just so fun I love cherik season #for keylime #im a bout to double post watch out #art #fanart #digital art #fan art #xmen #xmen fanart #cherik #charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #magneto #marvel #disney

[sharlinefreire]

it's kinda worrying that years have passed and i still have the feeling that i'm only truly happy when i consume things from my ships. i don't know why... something to say and discover in therapy i guess

#god bless my therapist #this is my life i guess #hilson #johnlock #inneffable husbands #tomgreg #benthan #butchie #jwight #lawrusso #stony #merthur #spirk #finnpoe #hannigram #cherik #destiel #unfortunately i love queerbaiting im sorry

[spielzeugkaiser]

Perhaps some Cherik if you're fond of Xmen?

Or Hua Cheng and Xie Lian from TGCF for that juicy love story?

I feel like a sommelier, but ships instead of wine.

9/12 - Don't come into my house an make me care about Cherik in 2023 😭😭 Seriously this was my first ship ever, this is where I learned to sail!! And at the time I didn't really draw yet, I'm. Excuse me I feel a need and emotions 🥺🥺

#x men #charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #x men days of future past #it was this and not first class or their old versions because i enjoyed charles depression look in this movie + his relationship with logan #also don't get me started on that movie I WILL cry it is brilliant #god this whole prequel trilogy came out TWELVE YEARS AGO #and I'm still softee #also look at them and then look at my favourite tropes and then stare into the distance because OH #I didn't think of cherik and years and I was instantly gobsmacked by love #also why does it feel that x men in general never stops to be relevant like seriously

[iamhereonlytobeanunstableshipper]

Feeling a bit emotional thinking about how Cherik's story started with Charles saving Erik's life when he thought he was doomed and ended with Erik saving Charles' life when he thought he was doomed

#i'm so normal about them #i love cherik parallels more than anything they're so romantic coded my GOD #cherik #charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #xmen #x men #james mcavoy #michael fassbender #mutant husbands #charles xavier x erik lehnsherr #erik lehnsherr x charles xavier #xmcu #x men: first class #x men: dark phoenix #xmfc #xmdp #cherik parallels

[olivergarden0]

SOME STUFF I DID THAT I CAN’T FINISH UNTIL I GET A NEW COMPUTER </3

I know LND is like… hated a lot.. but personally I really enjoyed it! Like very much!! I think it was an interesting route to go with these characters [ESPECIALLY RAOUL? I know he acts so different from POTO but it makes sense in my brain as to why….] Anyways so STUFF

#poto #phantom of the opera #love never dies #love never dies 2010 west end #lnd raoul #lnd phantom #phantom of the opera 1990 #phantom of the opera 2004 #gerik #cherik #oh my god i love them #seriously though LND was awesome #Gustave my beloved #He is just a little guy #Will model him and Christine later #minecraft render #mineimator model #mineimator animation #mineimator

[eromrevencrow]

The girls calling Charles Xavier out in Immoral X-Men #1 preview 💅🏻

#you love to see it #i hope he never gets over his dead boyfriend honest to god I want him to suffer (affectionate) #immoral x men #charles xavier #professor x #emma frost #hope summers #x men #magneto #max eisenhardt #erik lehnsherr #cherik

[mutxnts]

Goodbye, old friend.

#xmen #cherik #charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #ash makes things #ok ik some of these could be better but i've been working on this for like 2 weeks now and i'm tired of staring at this #also i was gonna include 2 pictures of them from the strip club but i changed it up for some variety #but god they share so many glances from that scene and it's so gay i love it

[jinn-exe]

okay, does anyone have that specific pang of longing for an otp you haven't read in ao3 for so long, and then you immediately open your browser at 2 am to consume every fic available, or is it just me???

#cherik #johnlock #kakayama #nanago #wrightworth #fic meme #ao3 things #memes #tag your otp #i have more but brain said alzheimers #god i love all of them #pleass #pleassse

[remythologise]

kira always dragging me back to a decade old fandom WHAT EVEN IS CHERIK a core memory that's what. *dusts off ao3 bookmarks* here we go again i guess

showing up at cherik 2011 ao3 era like

#we could do more good here though there's VERY few decent fics for cherik written in the last 5 years... let's change that #already had my cherik bookmarks revisit earlier in 2023 which is how I say that with authority... I've BEEN looking for more! #shout out to cherik for teaching me more german than I've remembered than my literal 5 years of classes in it. well! #ask #anonymous #kira for ts #love when anon asks are this. thank you and god speed on your journey #I'm literally mid-way through a Endeavour in content for another 2011 fandom... I'm Doing My Part

[blue-b-bro]

X men dofp aka the most pathetic sad James McAvoy in his gay divorce era the movie

#I know professor x was bald and they had to make him bald eventually but god damn it's horrible #I loved his depressed look #Magneto took his legs after divorce 😔 #X men #x men days of future past #days of future past #cherik

[lokimilf]

sometimes i wonder if when erik was in prison if he would just like. fuck around with the kitchen staff. like he’d just reach up with his powers and throw a pot or pan of them.

and nobody on the kitchen staff knows that erik can control metal, only the guards who can’t tell them. this leads to them thinking the kitchen is super haunted, and every new chef they hire is briefed with the whole “the kitchen is haunted” speech by the older chefs.

enough crazy shit happens that eventually it starts ending up in new papers. the pentagon kitchen is now FAMOUS for being haunted.

and one day when charles is reading the newspaper he sees an article.

pentagon kitchen is speculated to be haunted by a ghost who seems to like metal.

and charles just sighs.

#that’s it #this is a dumb post #charles xavier #xmen #dofp #x men days of future past #cherik #days of future past #erik doesn’t hurt anyone he just throws shit #that’s how he keeps his powers all trained and intact #he just throw pans. #like a dumb ass #i love him #erik lehnsherr #the king under the pentagon #god i love this movie #i’m watching dofp and the plane scene #lord #they fucked #i hate them #i love them so much #when’s it my turn for that type of love #IM SORRY CHARLES FUCK OFF ERIK YOURE SO GAY #downs drink #it’s been a wild since i played #i’ll go easy on you it might finally be a fair fight HE WAS FLIRTING SO HARD HOW DID THAT LINE GET THROUGH THE SCRIPT IF THEY DIDNT WANT #TJEM TO SEEM GAY #LORD OH CHRIST ALL MIGHTT

[siderains]

just finished good omens 2 and i wanna KILL myself

#i fear no ones is doing we’re opposite but in love like cherik did tho #good omens #good omens 2 #jesus christ #lord #why #WHYYY #the NOTHING AT ALL line my god #btw what about the jesus part 2 stuff hey whats that what

[xaviersjames]

They're obsessed with each other and I'm obsessed with them.

Hi lovelies!! It's finally here! My very first fic for Cherik Fic Month! I'm so excited to share it with you all!

For this specific fic, I used prompts number 8 and 26; that's Domestics and Cooking.

I hope you all enjoy!!

Sweetest Midnight

The wedding is in two months. Charles Xavier gets to marry his best friend; the love of his life. It still feels surreal sometimes, and he’s often caught staring at the gold band of metal on his finger, marveling, or running his thumb over it—sometimes slipping it off to reveal the cursive string of words etched on the inside, reading serenity, with you.

Two taps, Erik had once said, Just give it two taps if ever you need me, and I’ll be there. I’ll feel it, Charles.

Charles looks at it now, underneath the warm yellow desk light of his study table. He runs a hand through his hair as he sorts through his papers; he’s finally done. A lot earlier than usual; it’s midnight and everyone is asleep—including his Erik, on the couch in the corner of the room.

That’s one of the things Charles loves about Erik—maybe it has to do with the fact that they don’t get to spend much time alone together throughout the day, both having classes to teach and training to do, but since he moved into the mansion, he never lets Charles stay up by himself. No matter how tired he is, if Charles has work to do and decides to stay up late, Erik will stubbornly follow him, dragging a blanket along—in case I fall asleep, which I won’t, he always says.

Of course, he always does.

“Erik, darling,” he calls softly before standing and shuffling over to the couch, trailing two fingertips gently over Erik’s brow. “Let’s move to bed.”

Erik whines softly, curling his blanket tighter around himself. “Don’t wanna,” he mumbles, still half-asleep. Charles sighs softly. The last time Erik stayed on the couch the entire night, he didn’t stop complaining about several aches in his body the next day.

He kneels next to the couch and uses a single hand to cup Erik’s jaw. “Please?” he whispers. Erik stirs again, still in the safe space between dreams and reality. Probably without meaning to, he projects a snippet of one of those dreams to Charles.

The taste of cool ice cream is in his mouth all of a sudden, the smell of warm chocolate all-encompassing.

Charles looks at Erik incredulously, fondness seeping from his pores.

He’s dreaming about sweets, Charles thinks to himself, that’s the most precious thing in the world, my God.

“You want dessert, darling?” Charles says through a laugh, burying his face in Erik’s arm.

“Mhm,” Erik murmurs sleepily.

“If you could have anything in the world right now,” Charles says into Erik’s skin, “What would it be?”

It’s a question he asks Erik frequently.

The thing about Erik is that he doesn’t know how to ask for things; he’s not used to being spoiled—and the thing about Charles is that he’s more generous than he lets on. All he does is give, and give, and give.

So Charles asks the question as if it’s hypothetical. And that gives Erik an excuse to ask for what he needs, and it gives Charles an excuse to give him exactly that.

His answer is what Charles expects.

“Brownies,” Erik whispers as his eyes open into narrow slits, gray-green and glittering in the low light.

Charles giggles. It’s another thing of theirs.

The Red Barn Bakery has some of the best brownies in town and Erik is obsessed with them. The two of them are always looking for an excuse to go get brownies and a coffee and neither of them are ever complaining about it.

“You’ll have to get up, then,” Charles sing-songs and laughs as Erik groans. Charles—still fully dressed—lifts himself up off of the ground and grabs his tweed jacket off the back of one of the seats in his study. Erik sits up and glares at him.

“There’s no way I’m getting dressed for this,” he says.

“No problem,” Charles says, trying to contain his laughter—and quite truthfully, his fondness—at the image of a messy-haired Erik standing in the middle of the bakery in his pajama bottoms and his sleep shirt.

~

“No brownies,” The cashier, Alex, says with a regretful look on his face, right as the pair of them walk in, and, “I’m really sorry,” with a pointed look in Erik’s direction. That’s how often they come here. All of the staff know them. And all of the staff know about Erik’s little chocolatey obsession.

Erik scowls and Alex looks vaguely amused.

Charles laughs and orders them coffee—a hazelnut latte for him and a cappuccino for Erik.

“Thank you very much, Alex,” Charles calls cheerfully as they leave. “Enjoy the rest of your—well, morning.”

“I’ll drive,” Charles says mischievously as they reach the parking lot.

They huddle back into the warm car and Charles puts a hand on Erik’s pajama-pant clad knee, watching the way his ring glimmers under the streetlight, his heart swelling.

“Everything’s a lot more fun when you’re here, you know that?” Charles says, running a thumb over the ring and watching as it makes Erik shiver and stop with his coffee halfway to his mouth.

“Thank you for being here.” he whispers, pulling Erik in for a sweet kiss.

When they pull up to the grocery store, Erik looks to him in confusion. Charles just smiles, unbuckles his seatbelt and says, “Let’s go, then,”

Charles forgets about the streak of gray starting to come in where his hair is concerned as they run through the empty aisles like teenagers. They’re ageless. He forgets about the tons and tons of work that there would be to do later, he forgets about all of the issues in his little world.

With Erik, his world is a whole lot bigger, and there are way less issues.

He dumps eggs, milk, cocoa, flour, sugar, butter, a tub of ice cream and some chocolate chips into his basket and watches as the understanding dawns on Erik’s face.

He smiles as Erik presses him back against the shelves, whispering against his mouth, “Thank you. There’s no one on this earth who’s luckier than I am. Not even you. And that’s saying something.”

Charles laughs and before he can even open his mouth for a smart retort, Erik shuts him straight up.

The cashier must notice, right?

The flush on their cheeks.

The way their mouths are red and swollen.

The way their eyes shimmer brighter than anything in the universe.

If she does, she doesn’t say anything. She simply smiles and tells them to have a good night. And oh, oh God, they do.

~

Coming home to a dark mansion will always be less depressing when Erik is with him, Charles thinks.

Later on in the morning, the students will be up and about, their buzz and chatter an integral part of Charles’ life, almost like the crackle of electricity in his brain. He can’t live without it.

But this, this is also something he can’t live without. The quiet that comes with Erik. The serenity. There’s no one he'd rather spend his life with.

With that thought, he runs his thumb over the gold band of metal on his ring finger again. Erik exhales shakily from his spot across the counter, almost dropping the mixing bowl.

“Schatz, if you keep doing that, I don’t think we’ll get done over here,” he says, shooting a pointed look at Charles.

“Sorry!” Charles says, giggling.

“You’re not, are you?” Erik says, making his way around the counter in two quick strides, catching Charles by the arm and pulling him toward him, digging his fingers into his abdomen and tickling.

"Erik!" Charles hiccups through bubbling laughter.

"Shh," Erik says through his giggles, burying his face into Charles’ neck. “You’ll wake the kiddies up.”

Charles pauses, tangling his fingers in Erik’s hair and tugging his head up to look him in the eye; he could list a million and one things he loves about Erik, but one of the things that would definitely go right on top is how fond he clearly is of the kids recently.

He reaches up and presses a kiss to Erik’s mouth; he tastes like brownie batter and coffee and Charles wants to melt into him.

Charles shoves his sudden emotions down as best as he can and says, “Speaking of getting this done,” and he picks up the mixing bowl, “Let’s get this in the oven before you eat it all, hm?”

Erik shoves his shoulder playfully but smiles. “Yeah. Yeah, let’s do that.”

Twenty minutes later, Charles is cutting into the fudgiest, warmest brownie in the world and he can’t think of a better person to share it with. He tops it with some ice cream and says to Erik, “Dream come true?”

“Yes, you are,” Erik says, leaning in for another kiss.

They share many more kisses that night. Many, many more kisses that taste like brownies, ice cream, coffee and home.

Later, they brush their teeth side-by-side and giggle like idiots while smiling at each other in the mirror.

“You really ought to get some sleep,” Erik says as they get into bed and as he pulls the sheets over them.

“I really do.” Charles says through a giggle.

It’s going to be a wonderful life, and I get to spend it all with you. Charles thinks with a smile before drifting off.

#revivecherik #charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #x men #x men first class #x men movies #xmen #x men apocalypse #x men dark phoenix #alex summers #cherik

[potol0ver]

Hello, I'm a new follower of yours! I wanted to send in a little request if you're feeling up to it! I know how you feel my health has been up and down, so I hope you feel better!

Anyway, my request is pregnancy hc's for any phantom of your choosing. How would Erik react to his darlings condition? Would he be happy, sad , jealous? Thank you for hearing my thoughts! Also I find that ginger tea helps soothe alot of symptoms, so I hope that might help as well!

Oohhhh I have many thoughts about this- and thank you for the suggestion, I do like tea so I’ll try and make some for myself <3

Ok so first off Cherik would be over the moon weather or not the baby is his- he’d love that little baby so much and be so protective over it. He might be a little saddened and jealous it isn’t biologically his but damn it he is going to love that baby as if it was. He’d help you through out the pregnancy and everything, he’d be the type of partner to lovingly but sassily make you sit back down because you are getting princess treatment no matter what you say.

Gerik (that’s the proper name for Gerard’s Erik right?) would have mixed feelings. He’d start by crying his heart out if it’s not his child, but would get over it and live the child simply because it’s yours. Obviously he’d still hate the guy you did have the child with but he’ll try his best not to project it onto the child. No matter if it’s his or not he’s doing extensive research on pregnancy and being a parent, because god knows this man needs the help with that. He’d be so scared to touch the child when it is born, he doesn’t want to make the same mistakes that his “family” did to him, so prepare for a distant Erik that you need to help through it.

Now… book Erik? ORIGINAL ERIK BY GASTON??? Oh I can see that man either having total emotional break in the way he’s now can’t feel much OR this situation will quickly turn into a horror movie- that’s all I’ll say about it because there are SO MANY DIRECTIONS I believe this man could go- and none of them are warm and comforting in my mind-

#erik destler #erik poto #phantom of the opera #erik destler x reader #erik x reader

[gerec]

Valentine’s Day Ficlet - The Roses Have to be Red

crystalshard said: Cherik, painting the roses red. (Yes, it’s that reference to chess queens and playing cards. Take it in whichever direction you please, because there are too many options for me to pick one and anything you write will be amazing.)

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“Um, what you doin’ there, Erik?”

What he’s doing is making a mess of the Valentine’s Day card he’s been working on all morning, and quickly running out of time. Miss MacTaggert says they’re going to stop doing crafts at lunch time, and spend the rest of the afternoon on reading and math. They don’t do the card exchange until just before bell rings at the end of the day, so if he’s not done soon he’ll have to live with the shame of creating something substandard.

(He learned that word, ‘substandard’, from Uncle Daniel when he was complaining about the plumber’s work in his kitchen.)

“I ran out of red construction paper! I can’t put white roses on my card, Az, it has to be red!”

Azazel tilts his head and looks at his card with a critical eye.

“Why did you do some in marker and some in pencil crayon? It looks unbalanced.”

“I know.” Erik is close to tearing his hair out (he is not going to cry – because he’s in Grade One and first graders don’t cry when they’re upset) and he doesn’t need Az’s unhelpful input. “I tried paint first, but it was too wet and it made a big mess! Then I switched to marker but Sebastian took all the other reds and left me with just one and it ran out!”

Azazel snorts. “Emma doesn’t even like red. You guys should just trade cards. You can give his red one to Charles and he can give your white one to Emma.”

“I am not giving Charles a card made by Sebastian Shaw,” Erik says with gritted teeth. “He’s my nemesis! What if Charles thinks Sebastian likes him? What if Sebastian asks him to be boyfriends? It’s my worst nightmare, Az! I’d have to ask Mama to move, I couldn’t live—"

He’s so worked up that he nearly misses the soft voice piping up behind him, “Hi Erik. Hi Azazel.”

“Hey Charles,” Az says, giving his angel – his! – a great big smile. “How’s it going?”

“Good. I finished my Valentines so I’m helping Miss MacTaggert with clean-up,” Charles says, and he’s just so pretty, with his perfect hair and big blue eyes and Erik’s card is such a mess and oh my god he wants sink into the ground and disappear—  “That’s a lovely card, Erik. I think it’s really cool, using different instruments for contrast.”

Erik blinks. “Really? You like it?”

Charles cheeks flush pink, and Erik thinks it’s the most wonderful thing he’s ever seen. “Yes, it’s a work of art! Whoever you’re making it for is going to be really happy.”

Then Charles winks at him, before turning back and heading over to Miss MacTaggert’s desk. Erik looks down at his card and looks up at Az, who is trying very hard not to laugh.

Erik doesn’t care what Azazel thinks; he’s going to marry Charles Xavier someday.

“I’m going to marry Charles Xavier someday,” he says, and goes back to coloring his very excellent card.

#gerec writes #cherik #valentine's day fic #@crystalshard #kids au

[magnetosfavorite]

here's a snippet of the cherik dads (and then there's you) sequel idk if i'll ever post <3

(they had another baby! it's david! hurt/comfort! love! nina is about 3 here.)

Charles wants to weep when Erik comes in the door, Nina propped on his hip. He still feels so fucking weird, emotions everywhere, freezing cold from the analgesia, head fuzzy from the pain meds. They’ve taken David to the NICU, because he was too early, and he’ll get to come back for skin-to-skin time later, but Charles is so muddled and doesn’t know when later is. God, it’s so good to see them.

“See?” Erik says, rubbing her little back with one big hand. “Daddy’s okay. He’s right here.”

“Hi, Neens,” Charles says, swallowing the thickness in his throat.

She turns her head into Erik’s neck, holding onto him tighter. Erik frowns down at her, then at Charles.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Erik asks, voice low. He crosses the room, sitting in the chair at Charles’s bedside. She doesn't look up the whole time.

Nina lets out an aggravated sob, and Charles has to stop himself from ordering Erik to hand her over. “Daddy,” she whimpers, but she keeps clinging onto Erik.

“Don’t you want to see him?” Erik says gently. He’s such a good father, so patient. It’s started up the tears again, and poor Erik shifts Nina to one arm so he can hold Charles’s hand. Charles squeezes, letting it anchor him.

They can’t both cry, so he gets it together while Nina starts properly sniffling.

She was so excited to see you, I promise, Erik nudges into his mind. Charles thinks if he tries to respond, he might give Erik amnesia or something. Instead, he gives him a tight smile.

“I’m okay, bug,” he tries.

She manages a tearful look at him, all big eyes. Her cheeks are bright red. “Daddy,” she mumbles mournfully.

“There’s my girl.” Charles isn’t sure how long he can stand it, not being able to soothe her. “It’s a bit scary at the hospital, yeah?” She peeks at him a little more directly, so he keeps going. His head is still swimming, but Erik’s rubbing his thumb over his knuckles, and he can comfort his baby on autopilot at this point. “If you get too scared, Papa can take you home, okay?”

She shakes her head, scrunching up her face like she’s going to cry again. Charles rushes to add, “You can stay, baby, of course you can. My brave girl.”

Finally, finally, she reaches out for him. “I don’t think–” Erik starts to say, but Charles admonishes him quickly.

“It’s fine. I’m fine.” Erik looks dubious, but he stands up and hands her to Charles, who tucks her against his chest carefully. Her face is wet and snotty and hot, and she holds on tight and mashes it against his throat. He squeezes her tight, ignoring the leaden feeling in his arms. “Hi, love, I missed you so much,” he whispers into her hair.

“Daddy,” she hiccups. He can tell as he rubs her back that she’s starting to fizzle out. “Missed you.”

Chest aching, Charles kisses the top of her head. “I’ll be home soon, okay? I’m just a little poorly. The doctor will fix it.” He knows she’s not going to like that answer, but she wants comfort and sleep more than she wants to pitch another fit. He just keeps holding her, carefully away from where he’s sore. They’ll be a family of four when they go home, but right now it’s him and his best girl and the comforting knowledge that Erik’s here.

Erik’s in his mind, too, just faintly, fond and loving and a bit awed, which Charles doesn’t really understand.

When Nina falls asleep, Charles just about does too.

“I’m gonna let my mom have her one more night,” Erik says quietly, somewhere at his side. “I want to be here, since you can’t go down to see David yet.”

Charles lets him extract Nina, as much as it makes him want to cry again. He wants his babies, both of them, here.

Erik appears again after a moment, though, and sits beside him carefully. “If you rest, you’ll be able to see them soon,” he says, leaning down to kiss his temple. He’s not sure if he’s leaking emotions or if Erik just knows him. “Everything’s alright. I’m so fucking proud of you.”

“Can you just—” His tongue is getting thick, but Erik understands, sitting next to him and stroking his hair. Charles registers that he’s probably going to sleep at the hospital, too. Maybe he should feel guilty, but. The feeling of safety blankets him instead.

“There you are,” Erik murmurs, scratching his scalp. “Just rest. You’re so good.”

It works, because it’s Erik, and they’re together, and that means it’s going to be alright.

#cherik fic #cherik #cherik dads #kidfic #idk here u go #my fic